helloooooo Sweet Complex Meaty Plasma,
and welcome to yet another one of these… things!
its a ride as usual for both of us. but boy did this one spin me right round.
this project is one of healing. that sounds so very corny and new age but its the Truth of it. please take everything you hear or read with heaps of salt. it’s important that it be shared, as this is meant to be a sort of janky attempt at lighting a torch that others silly or bold (or both, both is best, I speak from personal opinion) may follow. I’m trying to practice what I preach, and to not preach at all. so its a bit tricky, but damn it all I’ll die knowing I tried to stay integral. regardless, I'm trying as best I can to follow the Call Internal, its working for what its worth. who knows maybe I’ll cave as I age like so many idealistically minded children before me. for I am but a child, and becoming more Childlike as the day grows long and the Sun that rises and sets but once, reaches Zenith.
but Childlike, and childish, are two separate concepts, and Sweet Friends and Allies, there is so much Strength in being able to really say that, or type it.
something died in me today, I think, I feel as if I’m mourning. but that is part of the process, we must each die so many times, shedding layer after Energetic layer of bodies unseen before we can claim to be ready to cross the Threshold. of course that is a very personal opinion, some of you may do well not to listen or read this at all and ‘flash the route’ as the rock climbers say, no warm up, first try, one leap, accomplishing what Neo could not. I'll trudge on here behind you few, with the Mice and Ciphers.
because I’m not Neo, and don't want to be.
I’m not Nemo either, or any other such cultural accoutrement that I drape myself in that I may go about my business here in this Realm or meat and Magic. the more I learn, the more peels away, the more raw I feel, yet all the more Grounded. for I may for a moment be a bit over sensitive, but the callous is coming, it always does, to protect pink flesh.
to watch one side of my shed immature notions while the other side gets ever more Childlike…
its Strange.
its also as if I've grafted a piece of Ever Renewing Soul, like an Ethereal Stem Cell that is patching a hole, for better or worse. for what its worth, though, I can hold more Water now.
"Where lowland is that's where water goes, all medicine wants is pain to cure."
--Rumi
I hope you're thirsty and like salt, because it seems like a 'darkest before dawn' scenario is headed our way, my way, anyway. one that will find an inroad pulling all who dare to the places that need the cure. A Remedy only Divinity can Provide, and nowadays it seems, a tandem effort is called for. we're big kids now, though we don't often act it.
Good News is you are a Temple in which Divinity Resides so, no need for fancy holy royals in bullet proof boxes gate keeping God, or snooty indifferent specialists, drastically over pricing pharmaceutical drug wars on what ails ya.
but don't take my word for it. I'm not the doctor, The Medicine Man, You are. if you'll forgive what seems a blatant grammatical error; I Is.
"A medicine man shouldn't be a saint. He should experience and feel all the ups and downs, the despair and joy, the magic and the reality, the courage and the fear, of his people. He should be able to sink as low as a bug, or soar as high as an eagle. Unless he can experience both, he is no good as a medicine man."
--Jhon Fire Lame Deer
whatever it is that is going on I’m down for the ride.
no holds barred.
Lemme know if you have a break through and I'll do the same.
With Love in my Heart for not me, not you, but the I Universal that is Us ALL,
and bidding you all, as one enSouled sausage to the next, so very well,
until the next time,
N
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